Page 4 of Gifting the Mountain Man
“I think a Christmas wedding is a wonderful idea.” I steal a kiss from his lips. We’ve been doing that all day—little stolen kisses here and quick caresses there. I’m more than ready for tonight when I make him mine. Well, mine for the night. I should feel guilty for lying to him about having a Christmas wedding, but I want to hold onto the dream a little longer.
“Tell me again what kind of snowmen you and your sister used to build.”
I laugh, recalling when we first went out into the snow today with me snuggled in his clothes and boots that clomp when I walk, telling him about our winters in Nebraska. “Care Bears.” I giggle. “We made the whole lot of them: Grumpy, Cheer, Funshine, Tenderheart, Share, Wish, Good Luck, Bedtime, and Love-A-Lot. We used food coloring to dye the snow the right color. We even designed their bellies to match their names. We were the envy of the whole neighborhood.”
“Sounds like a wonderful childhood. You're lucky to have a sibling. I’m an only child. My parents were older when they had me. My mother was told she would never conceive, but she still calls me her miracle baby.” I smile, picturing anyone referring to my giant, sexy mountain man as a baby. “How about your parents? What are they like?” His question is so innocent andsincere that it makes my heart break even more. I hate talking about my parents after their death.
“My parents were killed by a drunk driver when I was eighteen, and my sister was eleven.” My voice hitches recalling that night.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean to upset you,” he says softly as he laces his fingers with mine, gently pressing my hand to his lips for a kiss. He's so sweet.
Damn you, Sara. How could you break his heart like this?
“It was a long time ago.” I look into his eyes, knowing I want to spend the night with this gentle giant. “Take me back to the cabin and make me forget.” I kiss his lips as he scoops me up in his arms with a growl--his big boots slipping off my feet.
I need one night with the man of my dreams to help me get through the rest of my long, lonely life.
six
Nash
Once inside the cabin,our hands are everywhere, undressing each other. She kisses and touches every inch she can reach in a frantic, almost desperate need.
“Whoa, we don’t have to rush this. We have all night. Hell, we have a lifetime.” I thought my words would soothe her, but instead, she picks up her speed until I pin her hands to her sides. “Easy, love, I want you to enjoy this.”
She nods, and I release her arms. She gently runs her hands up and down my back as I settle her on the bed and follow her down. “Let me taste you again,” I whisper against her lips. I work my way down her body, licking and sucking every inch. Hernipples are especially sensitive, puckering at the slightest touch of my tongue. I swirl my tongue around each one before taking it into my mouth.
Her hips shoot off the bed, and she moans my name, “Nash, that feels so good.”
I keep exploring her body with my mouth until I reach her pussy. I pause, taking a deep breath. God, I love her scent.
She whimpers, begging me to go on. “Please, Nash.” She wiggles her hips, pressing her core into my face.
I take the hint and dive into her pussy. Running my tongue along her slit, making her wiggle even more. Finally, I thrust my tongue into her hot, tight hole, tasting her from the source of her wetness. I move my head and flick her clit with my tongue over and over until I feel her whole body tighten, then shake with her release.
“Oh, Nash, that was incredible.” Her glazed-over eyes blink up at me. “It’s my turn to return the favor.”
She tries to sit up, but I stop her, “Not yet. I’m barely holding on. I need to be inside you now.”
I notch my cock at her entrance and push the head inside her tight hole. Her muscles clamp around me, making me shudder. I pause to give her a chance to adjust to my size. “Are you okay?”
“I will be if you start moving.” Her smile lights up the room. I push the rest of the way inside her, breaking through her barrier and claiming her as mine.
She bucks against me, and my control snaps. I piston in and out of her at an insane pace. Needing her to come again, I rub my fingers across her clit.
“Oh, Nash, yes. That feels so good. Don’t stop.” She moans against my mouth.
Her pussy bears down on my cock, as her body shatters around me. I follow her over the edge, releasing my seed into her body, praying my swimmers are strong enough to get her pregnant. The thought of her pregnant with our child causes my cock to spurt a second burst of cum inside her.
I bend down and kiss her lips. “Thank you. That was amazing. I’m glad I waited until I found you.”
“And I’m glad I waited for you, Nash. I’ll never forget tonight.” A sadness crosses her face.
“You better believe you’ll never forget it. I’m going to spend the rest of our lives reminding you daily who you belong to.”
She nods and smiles, “Can we start now? I think I need a reminder.”
I growl, capturing her lips with mine. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life loving her.
